Chapter One-February 11th, Midnight-Perspective Of Ezreal
The Shadow Isles, mysterious, treacherous, dangerous. My kind of place. I'm an explorer, and
I'm looking into the truth behind this place. Still trying to stay quiet, a few times I've heard something behind me. Starting to worry me, but at least I have a-something's definitely behind me. I created the energy weapon in my hand, preparing to battle a horrendous beast of unimaginable horror. Instead, I saw two Noxians grabbing their weapons.
"What now?" I said. There was a pause.
"Hey! I asked you a question!" I continued. The two whispered to each other.
"Haha, get em." The first said, throwing an axe at me. I fired a blast of energy at the axe, knocking it out of the air, and jumped back. The second charged me, axe in hand, ready to swing at a moments notice.
"Alright, one staying at a distance, one charging like a maniac, take out the first one, and I can avoid the second with ease. I still need to wonder, why are they here?" I thought to myself. I used my arcane power, and shifted straight past the second, and fired at the first, hitting him.
"Ouch! You just messed with the wrong Draven!" The first said, identifying himself for more. It doesn't take a genius to figure out I was against the blood brothers, Draven and Darius.
"Ha, I have you now!" I said, continuing my attack.
"Wait, what is that?" said Draven, with a worried look.
A kind of indescribable star shaped blast flew past me, hitting both Draven and Darius. A man walked in holding, odd weapons. Only than did I realize I was about to get chopped by Darius. Looks like I need to trust him. The two of us fought off the duo, making them retreat.
"So we never formally met, my name is Ezreal, the grandmaster explorer." I said.
"I'm Lucian, honestly I don't know why you would choose to explore here, I'm Lucian."said this mystery helper.
"I chose here because I enjoy danger." I replied.
"Well, who were they?" Lucian asked.
"Blood Brothers from Noxus, Darius and Draven. Not a single clue why they were here though." I said.
"Maybe there is..." He said, walking over to a letter on the dark vegetation.
Brothers, the Shadow Isles hold something of interest, something powerful. I'm unsure of what form it takes, and it may be dangerous, but if we truly want to overpower the competition, we need it. Find it, and take it. Don't come back without it. Go, don't fail me.
-General Swain
"I can only guess the competition is Demacia, not good." I said.
. I heard footsteps, then saw them., but no one was there. Something was running away, and we couldn't see it.
"Well, if the Shadow Isles get their hands on it, nobody wins. They were watching." Lucian said.
"We can't let them have it, but we can't take on the Shadow Isles alone." I told him.
"You're right. Follow me." He said, beginning to run towards the shore. They made it through the trees and saw Darius and Draven sitting.
"Why aren't we leaving?" Draven said.
"We haven't finished yet. We need to find what we were looking for. Pass me the note." Darius said.
"Wait, where is it? Where's the note?" Draven alarmingly said.
"Dammit Draven! We can't leave yet." Darius yelled. We ran and found his boat. It was only meant for one, but we could fit. We took off, and headed in the direction of Demacia.